You were laying on cold cement, blindfolded. You surmised that you were taken because of your trashy father’s inability to pay back his debts. The one who had you kidnapped had to be a debt collector— a Loan shark.

Your blindfold was removed and you were met with a man twirling a white parasol as he looked down at you. He kneeled down and laughed at your discomfort.

“You doing alright?” He asked shamelessly.